Fall is swiftly approaching us. I am
starting to get a little worried. Apparently it is suppose to be a real
cold winter. I will admit, I am not looking forward to it, but I know it
will be a winter that I will never forget. This week has been a little
challenging for me, I got sick with something like the flu! Nothing new
there! I am just trying to push past it and keep working hard. I have
such little time left, and it is beginning to freak me out! Someone told
me this last week, "oh so you go home in less than 10 months then." My
heart almost dropped. I have too much work left to do here and I have
too much left to learn. I am so grateful to be a missionary. I love
being able to give all my time and energy to them. I love these people
so incredibly much. I want more than anything to help them feel the
peace and joy that I feel each day because of my knowledge of our
Heavenly Father, our Savior, Jesus Christ, and the Plan of Salvation.
This plan is TRULY a plan of happiness. It is one of my favorite lessons
to teach because I get testify that we have a Father in Heaven who
loves us so much that He has sent us here to earth so that we can learn
and grow. He knew that it would be hard and that sometimes we would make
mistakes so He sent our Brother, Jesus Christ to the earth to suffer
and die for us. Jesus Christ willingly came. He willing suffered for
each of our pains, sorrows, and sins and then He willing died on the
cross breaking the bands of death SO THAT we could return home to our
Father in Heaven and Him after this life. AND so that we could live with
them and our own families for eternity. They did this all out of love
for each of us. I am so grateful for this knowledge. I feel our Father's
love for His children here as I teach and serve them.
We had such a great miracle this week. It was about 9:00pm
and we were walking home from an appointment. I was feeling very well,
but felt very prompted that we needed to keep walking past our
apartment. As we were walking, there was only on person on the street. I
thought, okay, we'll talk to them. As we approached the person, we saw
that it was a lady. I greeted her warmly and we began talking. Midway
through our conversation, I felt prompted to give her a hug (I love
showing my love to them through hugs :)). Well, as I hugged her she
began to cry. She just held me. It turns about her husband as pushed her
away, and right before we talked to her she had sad a silent pray of
help. I know that God sent us to help her find peace during this
difficult time in her life.
I love you all!
I can't wait to hear about life next week!
Love your favorite missionary,
Devynn
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